Live to make your own rules

November 27, 2015 20:33One dinner-date with my friend the accountant, one wine-date with my favorite neighbour and an actual date date later it's friday.

And as usual, I'm on the train headed to work with the soundtrack of Deathproof playing in my headphones. And if you haven't made your way through the subway with Down in Mexicoplaying in the background - try it.

I'm often (very often) that I know the art of enjoying life. Both from good friends and more shallow aquaintances. Especially when I describe how much I enjoy sipping a creamy cappuccino while reading a Nora Roberts book and with a hint of Andrea Bocelli in the background.

Audrey Hepburn called herself an introvert saying, "I love being by myself, love being outdoors, love taking a long walk with my dogs and looking at the trees, flowers, the sky." Like many introverts, she knew exactly where her happiness could be found. Okay, well I don't have a dog to walk so I just have to settle with the cappuccino-Nora Roberts-Andrea Bocelli-combination.

Regardless if you're introvert or extrovert, you should indulge yourself with an "introvert-moment". You know, that moment when you just take a deep breath and enjoy.

It’s a well known fact that there are people who, at certain points, deserve a sharp elbow in the ribs. Misunderstand me correctly – in no way do I with this statement want to encourage violence! This is merely an observation done based on experience. Cause I happen to know a person like that. Who, not always but at least at one moment has deserved an elbow in the ribs. So the story goes began with us having dinner, me and him.

“Push right there”, he said pointing at the glass-wall in front of us. Having just finished our dinner at the Thai-restaurant we where now leaving the place. And instead of marking the way out with a handle and the words “Push”, the building constructor had gotten creative and cleverly hidden the door somewhere inside the glass-wall. So I took a step forward and pushed. Nothing.

“Come on, try again,” he cheered, standing behind me.

So I did, pushed all I could – and nothing. Somewhat confused I turned around and saw Nathan standing there, laughing his ass off.

Apparently it was amusing watching me open the wall. The invisible door turned out to be located about one and a half feet to the left. So after placing my elbow in his ribs I finally opened the door and stumbled out. In the background I could see how the staff where shaking their heads. All I can say is: What building constructor builds a door and then hides it so that no one can find it? You don’t do that, I mean people can get hurt! In this case people being Nathan.

So you understand when I write – that in life there are simply those who deserve an elbow in the stomach...